The Goddess's Personal Doctor
Chapter 797 Despicable

Chapter 797: Chapter 797 Despicable

"Good people should see things through to the end. I’ll go with you, since I’ve got nothing better to do anyway," Yang Yu said. "You’ve got a car, right? Let’s go."

Lao Liu drove with Yang Yu and the other three to the Hillside Heritage Villas.

It was just about to hit five in the evening, and due to the surrounding landscape, there weren’t many villas left that the setting sun could shine on directly.

The five of them quickly approached those few villas, Lao Liu anxiously glanced between his watch and the setting sun.

Sure enough, the moment it turned five, the setting sun could only illuminate the luxury villa on the very west side with the house number A536!

If Lao Liu had been half-doubtful about Yang Yu before, now he was completely convinced.

Yang Yu was no swindler; he was clearly a deity!

Without any hesitation, Lao Liu rushed towards the villa, rang the doorbell, and angrily shouted, "Zhan Shuiwang, get out here! If you don’t come out, I’m calling the police!"

A middle-aged man with dark bags under his eyes sauntered out, flanked by four tall bodyguards.

It seemed this guy must have done his fair share of dirty deeds, always having bodyguards "at hand."

The moment Lao Liu saw Zhan Shuiwang, his eyes instantly reddened, "You bastard, selling and renting out the shop to scam me, you’re nothing but an animal! Give me my money back, I don’t want the lease anymore!"

"Sorry, I’ve already spent all the money," Zhan Shuiwang said with an unconcerned look on his face, "Go ahead and call the police. At worst, I’ll drag out a lawsuit with you for three years or so. Even if the court rules in your favor, if you get even a penny back, consider me the loser."

"You scum, trash!" An enraged Lao Liu swung a punch at Zhan Shuiwang’s face, but before he could fully throw it, an arm held him back, "If you throw that punch, not only will you not get your money back, but you’ll also get a beating and even end up in jail."

The person who held Lao Liu back was none other than Yang Yu, who pointed to a surveillance camera directly facing Lao Liu, causing him to break out in a cold sweat.

Actually, Yang Yu didn’t want to meddle, but he had calculated that Lao Liu was destined for a violent misfortune on this trip, which is why he followed him here.

If it hadn’t been for his reading for Lao Liu, Lao Liu wouldn’t have come here, so the violent misfortune was a consequence of his divination, and he could not just watch it happen.

Zhan Shuiwang had not expected his plan to be seen through by Yang Yu, and his expression darkened, "Breaking into someone’s home is the act of a villain. Disable them for me!"

The four bodyguards were already prepared, each pulling out an anti-riot baton, and without hesitation, they aimed at the heads of Yang Yu and Lao Liu.

Bang bang bang bang!

Yang Yu landed a direct punch on each of the four bodyguards’ heads, knocking them unconscious to the ground, with incredible ease.

Zhan Shuiwang was stunned, getting desperate, "Boy, the surveillance here is connected to the network! If you dare touch me, you won’t get away with it!"

"Why would I touch you? I wouldn’t want to dirty my hands," Yang Yu retorted coldly. "If I’m not mistaken, that guy who bought the shop and the previous renter, they’re all your people, right?"

Upon hearing Yang Yu’s words, both Zhan Shuiwang and Lao Liu’s faces twitched.

Old Liu quickly realized he had been "scammed," and he was so angry he could almost crush his teeth: "You damn mongrel, you set a trap, just waiting for me to fall into it!"

Yang Yu said, "Old Liu, it was you who found him first, then he dragged you along for a few days before renting the shop to you, right?"

Old Liu thought carefully and realized that the contracts those two had were prepared right after he found Zhan Shuiwang and before they signed their contract, and then he understood everything: "Beasts, beasts!"

"So what if it is?" Seeing that Yang Yu didn’t hit him, Zhan Shuiwang grew bold, "If you have the guts, sue me, sue me for contract fraud, go on!"

"You..." Old Liu wanted to throw a punch again, but was stopped by Yang Yu, "Zhan Shuiwang, is it? Have you been having nightmares recently where you’re always dreaming about someone coming to claim your life?"

Zhan Shuiwang’s face turned pale at once: "You... how do you know?"

"You’ve done too many unscrupulous deeds; that’s why ghosts come knocking at midnight," Yang Yu said. "If I’m not mistaken, it’s related to your shop. The shop was never really yours; you acquired it through despicable means, which is why you feel guilty."

"That shop is laden with ominous energy, the Feng Shui is terrible; anything that opens there shuts down. I don’t believe anyone else would dare to buy or lease your shop, only someone like Old Liu who doesn’t believe in ghosts and deities would dare to."

Zhan Shuiwang "thumped" to his knees in front of Yang Yu, knocking his head desperately: "O living immortal, please save me, I haven’t slept well for more than half a year, and it’s getting worse recently, sob sob..."

"You harm others to benefit yourself, insatiably greedy, endangering lives; if others don’t come to claim yours, who will?" Yang Yu snorted coldly. "The only solution is to sell the shop for real and then conduct a ritual to let the Dead Souls rest. Apart from that, you must spend your life doing good deeds, giving away all your ill-gotten wealth. Only then might you find a peaceful end."

Yang Yu took out a blank piece of talisman paper, casually drew a talisman on it: "Wear this when you sleep, and it will let you sleep peacefully for three days. Within these three days, sell the shop to me, and I’ll take care of the rest. As long as you stop doing evil, I guarantee you’ll sleep well for the rest of your life. If you want to sell the shop to me, call Old Liu."

Zhan Shuiwang took the talisman paper, and Yang Yu waved his hand: "Let’s go."

Though Old Liu was somewhat reluctant, he still followed Yang Yu and left.

As soon as they got in the car, Old Liu turned to Yang Yu and asked: "Mr. Yang, is what you said true?"

"Of course," Yang Yu replied, "I felt that something was off about the Feng Shui as soon as I stepped into that shop; it was very uncomfortable. If you were a customer, would you go to a shop that made you feel uncomfortable?"

"I see..." Old Liu furrowed his brows, "But why didn’t I feel anything?"

"You don’t believe in these things, and moreover, you have a strong positive energy, so these things can’t harm you," Yang Yu said. "But for those who are generally in poor health, or even inherently frail, the moment they step into your shop, they’ll definitely feel a chilling breeze. Yue Yao, don’t you think?"

Yue Yao couldn’t help but sneeze after being prompted by Yang Yu: "Achoo—there seems to be... a slightly chilly feeling."

"That’s how it is," sighed Old Liu helplessly. "It’s all my fault for not being more cautious in business. Sigh! Mr. Yang, do you think Zhan Shuiwang will really sell the shop to you?"

"He will," Yang Yu said with a smile, confidently, "Just wait, he’ll probably contact you tomorrow morning."

Yang Yu had booked a flight back to Tianhai for the following afternoon, so he wasn’t in a hurry to leave.

Early in the morning, just as Yang Yu woke up, Old Liu’s call came: "Mr. Yang, that bastard Zhan Shuiwang has actually brought many monks and priests to the shop to conduct spiritual cleansings. It seems like he doesn’t want to sell the shop and repay the debt, hoping to resolve it on his own!"

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